To The Clouds Above

There's a breeze beneath my feet

Only thing I need to feel

Trust in all the souls I'll meet

Help me fly, with wings of steel

Every current, and every breath

Cushions me as I ascend

Late of life; at one with death

Oblivion, a sweet yet bitter end

Until now, I'd hide my faith

Deities too hard to see

Supposedly they keep souls safe

Archangel, or arch enemy?

Bend me, shape me to your will

Only then these wisps shall win

Valediction comes when I am still

Ether take me; let my time begin...